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nightmare starters
âWake up! Wake up! Itâs just a dream!â âWhat were you dreaming aboutâŚ? You were shoutingâŚâ âI woke up because you were screaming so loudly.â âShhâ No, no, donât panic, love. Youâre safe now.â âIt was so real! I swear! He/she was here!â âI donât ever want to sleep again. What ifâ what if I dream about that again?â âIf you tell me, itâll go away. Thatâs what my mum/dad always told me and itâs never failed me.â âDo you want to go back to sleep, or shall I make you a cup of tea?â âI donât want to go back to sleepâŚâ âIâm so scared⌠I canât stop seeing what I just saw. It was so vivid!â âThereâs really nobody here, okay? Do you need me to show you around to prove that to you?â âHow do I know Iâm not still dreaming? Youâre acting really strangely.â âLetâs get you to the shower, youâre covered in sweat.â âThereâs really nobody else here.â âYouâve got a really bad fever. That must have caused those weird dreams.â âI donât even know what a peaceful nightâs sleep is like anymore.â âI canât do this anymore. These nightmares have to stopâŚâ âShh, it was just a bad dream. Just a dream, okay? None of it was real.â âI canât go back to sleep after that. I need coffeeâ no, I need a drink, a stiff one.â âHow long have you been having these nightmares?â âIâve had nightmares all my life, but theyâve been really bad recently.â âYou get so worked up before you go to sleep, maybe you should try to relax a bit more. Maybe then youâll get some rest?â âIâd kill for a peaceful nightâs sleep.â âA dream catcher? Honestly? Iâm not a child.â âNothingâs ever helped this. I just need to learn to live with the fact that sleeping will always be a nightmare, literally.â âIâm so tired⌠but thereâs no way Iâm going back to sleep after that.â
ââ âNo,â came the firm and quick response. Azure hues would look through the shop, as if not believing this maleâs words that Bleu really was out. âCan I wait here for her?â It was better than leaving and coming back another day, at least in the greylingâs eyes.
      â ĐźŃĎĎ⥠Well this had never happened before. The other party was a touch intimidating - though, everyone was intimidating to the feline - so Figaro would prefer not to tell him ânoâ. But he was supposed to close shop now, and he couldnât leave people in the shop when itâs closed. âY-You cant wait here,â he answered, feeling that nervous ball in the pit of his stomach. âBut... well if youâre meeting her for personal reasons... I guess you could wait upstairs in our home...?â so long as he was there it wasnât such a big deal, right? And if Bleu was any kind of upset with the decision Figaro could just say he was there as his guest.
ââ Again, the young dragon only nodded softly in understanding before taking the warm mug into his hands, curiously looking down at it. The heat didnât bother him at all, considering the fact that his lungs were usually filled with hot SMOKE and MAGMA, at least in his dragon form, that is. But Bleu was kind, just as Mel said. It happens rarely that the greyling encounters someone who makes him feel comfortable around them rather quickly.
    A careful sip from the sweet liquid was taken, shivering at the pleasant WARMTH rushing through his throat. âItâs sweet.â But the very faint smile upon his pale lips seemed to show that he indeed enjoyed it. Perhaps he would be allowed now to ask a few questions? âBleu?â Her name was still spoken out carefully, as if he might get scolded for it. âHow long have you and Mel been mated to? Do you have a nest, too?â Excuse his odd choice of words, itâs only natural to him to ask something like that.
      ăâăIt had been so pleasant at first. She was glad to introduce him to something new. His response to the marshmallows, especially in his hot cocoa, made her smile all the more. But the question that followed soon afterwards took her by surprise. Not to say that it was an unpleasant question, it was just embarrassing, was all. âOh -- ah...â She dropped her gaze to her own mug as she took a seat. Bleu was certainly glad she had not been drinking at the time.         âIt hadnât really been that long, I dont think... but I mean... we havenât -- um...â It was embarrassing to think about, really, let alone speak about. She hadnât been prepared to deal with this sort of topic, though she should have expected him to ask more about her relationship with Mel. âHeâs kind enough to take things at a slow pace with me, so... I havent seen his nest, yet...?â She looked up at the young dragon and laughed softly. âIâm assuming, of course, that by nest, you mean home. If thatâs so then my ânestâ is here, above my shop. Itâs not much, but itâs cozy.â
ăoutofwishesă so i might be SUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUPER slow this week and maybe even for the next month tbh because itâs almost black friday and I work retail. Not only that, but I got one of my presents early and my father got me a ps4 so ive been playing that like... non stop since the night before.
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He canât help it. Itâs very rare to get Bleu angry and it was well worth it. Leaning his head against his hand, he gave a wry smile. âI didnât mean it, beloved. Honest, it was an accident.â
      ăâăâIt was a gift from the nicest young lady...â: And by young lady she means the elderly human on the corner of the residential block. âYouâre gonna march down there and apologize for ruining her gift and ask her forgiveness.â She announces this, not requests, and points to the door. âShe worked hard to make it!â Ah, thatâs why sheâs so upset over a blanket.
"You're hot when you're angry." Wiggles his eyebrows a bit. (I COULDNT HELP IT)
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     ăâăHer face was quick to grow rather red - a touch from embarrassment, and another from her frustration. It took quite  a bit to rile her up this much. âTh-thatâs--!â She shook her head, pointing a finger at him, âD-Dont change the subject! Th-That was my favorite blanket you scorched!â
ââ He understands. After all, heâs doing the exact same thing. There are HUNTERS roaming through this world, searching for dragons like him. Until now, he was always lucky to escape them and eventually made them lose track of him. But there are still so many more of them out there, humans arenât even aware of it. Therefore, having a human body can be really useful sometimes. Itâs harder to track him down like this.
    Azure hues observed the small marshmallow floating through the air and towards him and the greyling carefully reached out, taking the marshmallow between his fingers before hesitantly placing it into his mouth. It got an odd yet not too unfamiliar taste. It was PLEASANT, though. âMh, it tastes⌠good.â Strange but good. Maybe itâll taste even better with the drink.
      ăâă âWonderful,â she answered. Taking a small handful herself, she delicately dropped a number into each cup. Just enough, in her opinion. Though she did leave the bag on the table when she was done. âIf youâd like to add more, youâre more than welcome too. Just not too many.â Who knew if dragons got cavities or not, but too many sweets all at once could never be a good thing.         Once that was done, she carefully lifted a mug and offered it to the young dragon. âHere you are,â she coos as she pushes the warm mug into his hands. âIf you cant handle things too hot, you might want to wait, but Iâm still getting used to the whole dragon thing between you and Mel.â Bleu, on the other hand, would have to wait for it to cool a while before she could drink it, but that didnt bother her. âPlease, tell me what you think.â
ââ âOh,â was basically all he said upon hearing the otherâs words, an unfamiliar face he did not expect to see here. Yet the reptile in human flesh didnât move, standing still by the entrance of the shop, hands stuffed into the pockets of his jeans, gaze a stern one. âI was looking for Bleu, actually.â
      â ĐźŃĎĎâĄÂ âMiss Bleu is... uh...â Well he couldnât quite say she was away granting wishes. He was supposed to keep it secret. But this was the first time someone came looking for her after hours! At least, while he was working. âMiss Bleu is r-running errands,â he offered as an excuse. He had no idea what else to say. âCould I... I d-dunno... take a message?â
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      â ĐźŃĎĎâĄÂ âE-Excuse me but... weâre closed.â Apron on much like the one Bleu wears when she works, the black haired youth seemed to be the one in charge of the shop. The fairy was nowhere in sight. âY-youâre... youâre not supposed to be in here.â
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suggestive starters meme ( nsfw )
why donât you make me?
i like you better on your knees.
i can think of a few ways to shut you up.
i wonder if youâre as loud in bed as your are everywhere else.
try and stop me.
is that a complaint i hear?
i hope youâre not too fond of that shirt.
why are you siting over there? thereâs a perfectly good lap right here.
i thought you liked it when i was bossy.
are you saying this doesnât turn you on?
i can tell youâre hot and bothered from all the way over here.
i hope you donât plan on walking much tomorrow.
youâre not the boss of me.
youâre hot when youâre angry.
donât make me come over there.
iâm this close to taking you over my knee.
youâre being an awfully bad boy/girl.
you know you want it.
you sure talk a big game⌠but can you live up to it?
iâm not sure you could handle me.
is that a challenge?
But he decided how my sisters life ended, wouldnât it be fair?⌠He thought to himself, but kept quiet. His sorrowful gaze slowly slid onto her, meeting her gaze. He looked exhausted, and worn down. Sorrowful and shattered. His lips pulled into a line, and his shaking hand slowly raised and placed over his eye, hidden by an eye patch. It hurt. The eye that wasnât his stung. Slowly his fingers hung tightly onto his black locks. âMy sisters gone because of him, Bleu.. He made me murder her, he made me watch⌠What am I suppose to do..? I was only 13âŚ.. I was a childâŚâ His voice was low and quiet, but it still broke. He was so exhausted, so tired of feeling nothing or everything at once. This was no way anyone should live. It was his own personal Hell. His wrists stung. âIâm tiredâŚ.â
      ăâăâItâs a terrible thing to lose someone, dear. To not be able to do anything about it. But even if you were forced to do it, it was not your soul that harmed her. Her right hand dropped then to rest on his chest, over his heart. âYour body... Some people believe that their body is nothing but a vessel for the soul. If you had no control over yourself. If the control of your body was taken from your soul then her death cannot be your fault, and Iâm sure she does not blame you for what was done. I watched someone dear to me die as well. When he did... I retreated, just as you did. I locked myself away and slept for hundreds of years - and I would have for the rest of my life. But it wasnât what he would have wanted of me - and so I was fated to awaken here. Just as I dont think your sister would want you to suffer for so long because of what happened to her.â
that moment when you think: what if i made a dalish made modeled after Bleu
      â A FLOWER SHOP? thatâs brilliant! flowers are generally the first beings tâ give one a SECOND CHANCE. theyâre very forgiving. âcept for TULIPS. they donât like people. yâ should stay away from tulips. lucky for me, my favourite wearable flowerâs a stick of celery.â he gave her a slight grin. this woman was different from this part of the BLOCK. was she even human? she had, in any case, piqued the doctorâs interest.
      ăâăâA stick of celery?â It had been nice to hear someone speak so enthusiastically about flowers, odd in the context as it may be. But that last bit he shared with her alone was more than enough to crack a smile on her face and draw laughter from her lips. âMy goodness Iâve never heard something so silly. I cant quite imagine how one would wear a stick of celery.â Then again who knew? Maybe it was a new fad going around with these odd, ever-changing humans. Bleu couldnât even figure out how to use a computer, so sheâs a little behind in the information cycle.
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Gale didnât move, his gaze still fixed on nothing. He didnât even more away when she placed her hands against his cool cheeks. For a small moment in time, his murky eye showed uncertainty. His hands slowly came up, and hung onto his scarf tightly wound around his throat. âI donât know anymore, BleuâŚ.â He whispered, his eye finally fixing on her. Pain slowly met his almost always emotionless gaze. âWould it be a selfish wish to wish for the end of the man who ruined meâŚ?â Of all the things Azazel had done to him, to others in his lifeâ would it really be selfish?⌠Of course though, the end of Azazel could mean the end of him as well, at this point. Their souls had been wound together for so long.Â
      ăâăâIt is not selfish to wish for those who hurt you to cease doing so. My opinions mean little in the face of what you experienced, however.â She kept her eyes on him, her hold soft, but she did not want to let go. The honest words sheâd yet to speak was the fact that she was scared. Scared that if she let go for even just a second, she might lose everything. âIâve told you before that I would help you in any way I can, Gale. I truly do wish to see you happy.â But heâs lived for so long locked away in his misery. Bleu was grasping at straws trying to find a way to help him. To help them both, really. âBut... I despite wanting to stop Azazel... to âendâ him... I dont feel itâs right to decide another beingâs life like that. No matter how bad they were, you can never lower yourself to such a level, itâs not right.â
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ââ AÂ fairy? âIâve read stories about fairies before.â But he never actually met one, at least not that he was aware of. The house he grew up in had itâs own private library. Altair loved to spend his time in there and just read. It always calmed him down and allowed him to be in PEACE with himself for a while. âSo, you pretend to be human as well?â The question was more of a statement, actually. Non-human beings always seem to hide their true identities in order to be accepted and live a normal life without FEAR. Itâs a little sad, actually, but the greyling does the same thing.
    The question about the marshmallows though, pulled the reptile in human disguise out of his thoughts, slightly flustered now. âAh, y-yes please! Iâve never tasted them before but Iâd like to try some.â
      ăâă âIt is sometimes... a necessity.â She admitted those words with a touch of reluctance. âSomeone with my abilities has to be cautious. Iâve never been very strong, and... someone once told me that Iâm really quite gullible.â She tried her best not to be fooled, but in a world and time she knew so little about, it was quite easy to believe such simple lies. âI have to be cautious who I tell about who I am. Otherwise... well... the things I can do sometiems draw out the worst in people.â         As she spoke, the fairy was walking back to her cupboards, where one opened. Just as she set the kettle back on the stove nearby, a bag of marshmallows drifted down into her hands. They were small ones, perfect to decorate cups of hot cocoa, and as soon as the bag was unrolled, one little individual marshmallow drifted from the bag and danced through the air to the curious dragon. âPlease try one first,â she insisted in the end. âIf you like them, Iâll put some in your drink.â